"You also know how to call me sir..." Qin Zhilu looked at him, "It seems that he has not completely lost his will."
Ding Ding suspected that another consciousness had descended into An Yu's body. In a certain sense, it was no different from a person radiated by mantis genes. It was just that what descended on him was too powerful and had a dimension-reducing impact on these abnormal species.
An Yu handed over the terminal and asked Qin Zhilu to check his genetic entropy and mental power.
Gene entropy, zero.
Mental strength is still perfect.
"Sir, I have control of teleportation." An Yu said.
Qin Zhilu nodded, "The brain calls it space folding. Your ability is similar to the wormhole effect, which is to overlap two points in space in an instant, so that you or other targets can achieve fixed-point travel. "
"Space... folds." An Yu savored these words.
Qin Zhilu stared at him, "Do you still know why you came here?"
An Yu raised his eyes, "To prove to you my worth and controllability."
Qin Zhilu immediately asked: "Then how are you going to prove that you are still controllable now?"
Before An Yu had time to answer, he suddenly heard a mechanical sound and cold metal hit his chest.
It felt like I was back in the snowfield that day.
Qin Zhilu held the gun and said: "No matter what happens in your body, thermal bullets are enough to destroy the human body."
This time, An Yu didn't gasp in fear, only his eyes became more intensely red.
He pressed the muzzle of the gun with his chest and took a step forward, reaching out and grabbing Qin Zhilu's neck, "But I'm faster than bullets."
Qin Zhilu's Adam's apple pressed against his palm, "You are exhausted."
As soon as he finished speaking, An Yu tightened his hand, and light red finger marks suddenly appeared on Qin Zhilu's neck.
In the earphones, Shang Feng shouted angrily asking him and Qin Zhilu not to be impulsive.
An Yu took another step closer with the muzzle of his gun in hand, and put it close to Qin Zhilu's face, "Then let's try it. Who can strike faster, me or the commander, who is exhausted?"
"Do you want to kill me?" Qin Zhilu looked at him calmly: "Do you want to kill them?"
He pointed at the noisy Lawmen.
An Yu paused for a moment, "The only thing I hate is freaks."
"But they and I are essentially freaks." Qin Zhilu said, "Especially them, they are just freaks who have retained human loyalty."
"It's different." An Yu shook his head.
He was thinking about how to explain to Qin Zhilu that these lawful people felt to him like those stinky people in the slums, who were sharpened and gloomy by fate. They were indeed unpleasant, but they were definitely not guilty of death.
But before he could speak, his eyes suddenly fell on Qin Zhilu's lips inadvertently.
This was the first time An Yu saw the shallow scar on the corner of Qin Zhilu's upper lip at such a close distance. He suddenly lost consciousness for a moment, released his grip on Qin Zhilu's neck, and touched his lips.
It was as if he had done the same thing across time and space.
Almost at the same time, the muzzle of the gun pressed against the chest was moved away.
"I believe you." Qin Zhilu said.
An Yu was stunned for a moment, "What do you believe?"
Qin Zhilu turned the gun up, and there was only a black hole at the bottom - he hadn't even replaced the magazine with a new one.
“The brain should remind you that the true wormhole effect is not just about space, but also about time.
“He has shown immeasurable value so far and I believe he deserves even more.
"I also believe that he has a very high degree of controllability. This controllability comes from his understanding of himself, rather than being controlled by others."
Qin Zhilu dialed the earphone and continued to say to Dingfeng on the other end of the communication: "I am willing to guarantee that although no one can give a reasonable explanation now, there is no other consciousness coming to An Yu. He is just stressed. Sex awakens something deeply hidden, nothing more.
"He never lost himself. His will was not tamed, nor could it be captured."
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[Scrap Book Pages] 13 Wormhole Effect
If we had to use science to explain An Yu's ability, the first word that comes to mind is "wormhole".
That is considered to be a possible "shortcut" in the universe, through which objects can transfer time and space in an instant.
The existence of wormholes is only a hypothesis that has been proven and refuted for hundreds of years.
So when An Yu gently and deftly demonstrated space folding and fixed-point travel - even though the short distance was far from the concept of the universe, it still exploded a thunder in the hearts of this group of elites with the highest human intelligence.
It is said that at that moment, the top minds were thinking about how to use An Yu.
But only Qin Zhilu thought that An Yu deserved higher expectations.
Chapter 19 Lost Area 53·19
As soon as Qin Zhilu finished speaking, a scorching wind suddenly passed over Area 53.
The long-dead combat channel suddenly came to life, and the lawful ones excitedly said: "Lord Xide!"
An Yu raised his head, and a heroic figure cut through the mist. He spread out his huge wings, and the flaming gold feathers made a hunting sound in the heat wave.
No mechanical assistance. The man turned around in the air, flapped his wings and fanned down hard. The strong wind pushed back the incoming tide of abnormality, and the hot wind stirred up the flowing fire, burning the contaminated abnormality into ashes.
The firelight danced in those golden-red eyes, and Xi De smiled and said, "I'm here."
[Code name: Xide (Bai Wushuang)
Tower 4 High Floor
Aberrant type: fantasy creature-Phoenix (suspected)
Gene entropy: 280,000
Combat Specialties: Giant Wings, Wild Wind, Fire, and Bright Light
Comprehensive record: 10.9 billion]
Qin Zhilu put the gun back into its holster and said, "It's finally here."
"Sorry, I was held back for a long time by a group of difficult birds in the wilderness." Xi De smiled freely and turned to An Yu, "Is this the kid you finally chose?"
"Hello, sir." Bo's respectful voice sounded on the channel, "Yes, An Yu has just joined the Minaret."
An Yu then remembered that Xide was Bo's supervisor. One of them was bright and the other was aloof. Apart from the fact that they were both young birds, they seemed to have nothing in common, but it made people feel that they were in the same camp.
"Nice to meet you. It seems we like you very much." Xi De looked away from An Yu, "Lu, how do you fight?"
Qin Zhilu said: "Leave the abnormal tide to you, and the rest of the lawful people will try their best to search and rescue the surviving humans. An Yu and I will look for the energy core. After we find it..."
He looked at the endless tide of abnormality - this was only the number caused by the death of two frog tongues.
"Humanity evacuates, thermal weapons clear the city."
"Sir." An Yu looked at the dilapidated streets, "If the thermal weapons are blasted, will Area 53 still exist?"
Qin Zhilu shook his head, "It will disappear completely."
"Are there any missing survivors?"
"There will be." Qin Zhilu's voice was deep, "We can only do our best."
"Adjust the battle plan. The lawful ones will defend against the abnormal tide. You go find the energy core. I want to act alone." An Yu decisively modified Qin Zhilu's instructions, and then paused after saying a series of words, "Okay?"
That's not the tone "good or bad" should have at all.
Qin Zhilu looked at him for a moment and said, "Nothing big or small."
An Yu said seriously: "I'm asking for your instructions."
"You're ordering me."
"Then..." An Yu said calmly, "Please, listen to me."
Xi De was stunned for a long time, and suddenly couldn't help laughing twice, "You seem to be different from the rumors."
Qin Zhilu didn't care about An Yu, "What are you going to do?"
An Yu turned around and looked into the distance.
Miasmic fog and abnormal tides have turned Area 53 into a horrific wasteland. Maybe he was not as inhumane as Ling Qiu said - although before Ling Qiu died, he did not know where his hometown was.
His solemn eyes swept across the ruins of the city, "I want to return Area 53 to Ling Qiu."
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An Yu left Wei Chao behind, carried Ling Qiu's gun and stepped into the ruins of the city alone.
Two of the eight Frog Tongues fell. If you include the real super abnormal body hiding behind, he still has seven chances to try.
The headphones were very noisy, and Heita's questions were endless. He wanted to cut off Qin Zhilu's channel for some quiet time, but suddenly he remembered the muzzle of the gun pressed against his chest.
The metal touched the old wound, cold and cold.
So he silenced all channels.
A heat wave passed over his head, and Xide said: "I'm cruising above you. Call me anytime if you need anything."
An Yu was fine, "Qin Zhilu gave in?"
Xide laughed again, "Call me sir in front of you, but call him by his first name behind your back?"
An Yu paused slightly.
In fact, he was unconscious, maybe because... he was a little angry.
Anger is a very unfamiliar emotion. After that "state" arrived, his temper seemed to become very bad. Those lawful people who were afraid of him in the past have become insignificant ants, and he was also dissatisfied with the reasonable tests of his superiors.
People who have been looking up at the sky in the dirt suddenly open their perspective and realize that there is nothing huge in the world.
Xide did not hold on to this point, "Where are you going?"
An Yu carried the gun and continued to move forward, "Looking for someone."
After awakening, he seemed to have a subtle perception. Although this bait city was already full of filth, he could vaguely sense where it was dirtier.
